Ning Bingyu, that heartless man, went too far. He vented his anger, but she still has to bear the consequences.
Fortunately, with Uncle Si's investment of five million, plus Brother Fenchang's two million, we can manage for a long time.
Ning Yuan cursed Ning Bingyu in her heart as a "scoundrel" and a "heartless bastard" before letting out a breath and instructing the bodyguard to drive.
"First to Landmark, then to Prince's Building. I'm going to shop till I drop today," she instructed the driver.
These areas were the core of Hong Kong's luxury goods consumption in 1982, attracting a large number of local and international consumers.
Upon arrival, Ning Yuan went on a shopping spree.
"Wrap up this diamond necklace for me!"
"Wrap up the ruby bracelet too!"
"And those earrings..."
Since it wasn't her own money, Ning Yuan shopped with great enthusiasm, picking out whatever was expensive.
Peishan followed behind, watching Ning Yuan's shopping spree, and couldn't help but facepalm and advise her:
"Seventh Miss, you should take it easy. You don't usually like to spend money, you only like to save it. If you suddenly spend too much, you will be called in for questioning."
Ning Yuan frowned her delicate eyebrows: "I understand."
Well, this is what it feels like to ask someone for money with your palm facing up. I experienced it in my past life, and I'm experiencing it again in this one.
She became much more restrained during the rest of the shopping trip.
...
On the other side, the Regent Hotel.
In a specially designed kitchen in the hotel's back kitchen, the air is filled with a faint smell of sea salt and the aroma of premium ingredients.
The stainless steel countertop was spotless, with all kinds of kitchen utensils neatly arranged, gleaming with a cold light.
Ning Bing'an stood in front of the workbench, his slender fingers deftly turning the snow-white flour in his hands as if it came to life, gradually transforming it into delicate pastry embryos.
He was wearing a pristine white chef's uniform, with the cuffs slightly rolled up, revealing his well-defined forearms.
The man's expression was focused, and every movement was elegant and precise, as if he were not making desserts, but creating a work of art.
"Ring ring..."
The telephone on the wall suddenly rang, breaking the tranquility of the kitchen.
Ning Bing'an put down the dough in his hand, wiped his hands clean, and answered the phone.
On the other end of the phone, Fourth Uncle's voice carried a hint of concern: "Bing'an, what are you busy with?"
Ning Bing'an replied calmly, his tone revealing neither joy nor anger: "Fourth Uncle, I'm making some snacks."
Fourth Uncle paused for a moment: "Bing'an, I have something to tell you. Ning Yuan is currently investing in an electronics factory. I've read her investment plan, and the lawyer has also read it. They said there shouldn't be any major legal issues, but I'd like to hear your opinion on the project."
Ning Bing'an paused slightly, then resumed his normal movements: "How about this, Fourth Uncle, I'll go to your shop now and take a look at the plan in person."
After hanging up the phone, Ning Bing'an took off his chef's uniform, changed into a casual Chinese-style shirt and trousers, and drove to his fourth uncle's antique shop.
In his fourth uncle's shop, Ning Bing'an carefully reviewed Ning Yuan's investment plan.
He had to admit that the plan was exceptionally well-written, with clear objectives, a logical structure, and a very accurate analysis of the market prospects.
Fourth Uncle sat in a grand chair, slowly sipping his tea, his shrewd eyes fixed on Ning Bing'an.
"How about it?"
Ning Bing'an closed the proposal, deep in thought: "Fourth Uncle, this project has a very good prospect in the long run. I also know that my eldest brother Ning Bingyu is currently short of funds. Under such circumstances, he is still willing to invest two million, which shows that he is very optimistic about this project and he really thinks it is profitable before he invests."
The eldest sister and eldest brother have been locked in a fierce battle lately, creating a climate of fear among the group's upper management.
Fourth Uncle nodded in agreement: "That's what I think too."
But Ning Bing'an changed the subject: "However, Fourth Uncle, this investment is not something that can generate money in the short term, unlike those quick and easy 'underground' businesses you have."
“My sister directly acquired such a large plot of land and is engaged in the most advanced semiconductor manufacturing business. The initial investment is huge. I estimate that we will not see any returns for at least three years.”
Uncle Si pondered for a moment: "Three years... that's a bit long, but your little sister has good connections in the mainland. She must have some inside information and know that those policies are relatively stable, otherwise she wouldn't dare to invest so heavily."
Ning Bing'an nodded: "That's right, we can invest, but it's a lot of money. She must be having some cash flow problems. I found out she also made an appointment to meet with people from the bank."
Uncle Si laughed and scolded, "Heh heh, that little rascal! Turns out he's so short of money!"
His eyes darted around, and he suddenly chuckled, "Bing'an, do you think this could be an opportunity?"
Ning Bing'an raised an eyebrow: "What opportunity?"
Fourth Uncle lowered his voice, his tone carrying a hint of conspiracy: "Give you the chance to marry her."
Ning Bing'an's smile faded slightly: "A few million? You think you can marry the seventh young lady of the Ning family? It's not that simple."
Fourth Uncle waved his hand dismissively: "Give it a try, it's better than no chance at all."
Ning Bing'an didn't speak again, but lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought.
The following evening, the shareholder appreciation banquet jointly hosted by Jianing Group and Ning's family arrived as scheduled.
The theme of the banquet was set in the Art Deco style of the early 20th century.
The air was filled with the fragrance of fine clothes and the glittering melody of a glamorous tune. The decorations and the attire of the waiters were all imbued with a retro charm, striving to recreate that decadent era.
The men were dressed in suits, while the women wore gorgeous vintage gowns, looking like characters straight out of an old movie.
Ning Yuan looked at herself in the mirror in her private lounge.
The stylist created a stunning outfit for her that reminded her of Daisy, the protagonist of the movie "The Great Gatsby" decades later.
The dress features a low waistline, adorned with tassels and sequins, and a headband inlaid with feathers and rubies.
A layered pearl necklace adorned her neck, making her appear both elegant and languid.
She herself couldn't help but exclaim, "It's actually quite pretty."
As is customary, at such formal banquets, her male companion would usually be chosen from either her third brother, Ning Bingchao, or Ning Bing'an.
This time, Ning Bing'an accompanied her.
After the stylist finished the job, he quietly left the dressing room, leaving Ning Yuan and Ning Bing'an alone.
Ning Bing'an was still wearing his signature Zhongshan suit, which seemed somewhat out of place with the theme of the evening, yet exuded a refined and composed elegance.
He looked Ning Yuan up and down and nodded slightly: "This outfit suits you very well."
Ning Yuan politely replied, "Thank you, Brother Bing'an."
Ning Bing'an's gaze lingered on her for a moment before he suddenly spoke: "Little sister, I heard... you sought investment from your fourth uncle?"
Ning Yuan's heart skipped a beat, but she nodded calmly: "Yes, Brother Bing'an knows too?"
Is this guy up to no good?
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